members 1g. 121.2

1hr here?" lmywllson looked up ' ugaz ne she was

1o entered was young. beautifully dressed, but look of feel ln lber wide

mother would dress and cranberry front of th but we heel and we were he

quickly readmg‘ would

them every one." remernberanoe,

‘mum b11118 in a little tree, and ii; with pupgoyn “gages also set it in 0 - e w e beautiful‘ h e" °°°’_ member one 0hr Si/lllldhggii 1.2; “kt: see kthe tree and mother- wug s ca es and he ate eleven. 1 gladly have 5861i him eat; She laughed in

The doctor smiled too,

, momen

never been back. You see, I've no family either. I was on my way back to New York from a medical meeting in Omaha when I got this sudden, overwhehning desire to spend Christmas in Indian, and here I em-here we both ere-en- swering the Who knows? Perhaps who guides the stars in their cour- -.u ls guiding you and lne home for some good purpose thet at the t we cannot guess."

The" girl nodded t oughtfully end was silent, end e doctor was evidently busy with her own thoughts. ‘Ihey were sober reflec- tions. Her whole life had been a a sober one. Orphaned at the ego of eleven, she hed spent the follow- .ing seven years in home of en uncle end aunt. They hed been kind enough, but when st e teen she had expressed an ambit on to become a surgeon they were both horrifid and dismayed. The neigh hours, too, were shocked at so un maldenly an ambltio their protests to the own. (71:31 her cousin Sidne hed Iympsthi , and he had not ared to defend her openly, but they held secret counsel together, and it was he who reveal- ed to her that at eighteen she would become custodian of her own tiny estate, and that ‘ then she

THE CliARl-QUIEIQWN 695E915"

The Christmas Candles

When the western sky folds up the elln

And the pennons hush their hues Wbenthsweerywtndsekimeoftendlow And the twilight sinks into deeper night. Will the Christmas candles flame appear in the windows chill this black-out year’!

In the windows chill where the powdered frost lies out its wey to breach end enroll. Wherethslelrrelhangsiagreenrepoee

And the holly blurds its beads of red

Fresh from the woodlands bleak release

Where they grow and live in perfect peace.

Will the world reflect its growing cares Andffndrelpensefntbewekeef feel-f 0r shall we stand with the shepherds old 0h the ‘Mn lilllns of Bethlehem?

Where faith hath wings» and the flight is high And the plflmild: holds [and for ya“ ‘m! l,

A light that knows no tragic dim ltill shines beyond the reach of men,

Remember 772cm

By lielen Welshhner

May every little child who hangs A stocking Christmas Eve

Awake to find it gay with gifts . Oh, may no child-heart grieve Because we have forgotten

To give the needed sum Whisclinwould have bought e spinn-

l WP A doll. or crilnson drum. The Magi came with precious gifts, The stable floo: was piled With myrrh and gold and frank-

incense To help e little child. And from meld first greet christ-

mas Fun We. E00. have learned to share

Our bounty with the needy ones WW5! Clllllwards have grown bare.

HILARY

(Continued from page 2)

Hilary’ fists d .. inelfis flece. pom m‘ m. emu

When the police fllspectqr um

Perhaps

e- “d h“ ‘m’ we" Quiver“ ab» had memories or her own, but would be ebie to do u she nieesed- vlvls‘ ‘lections blau the worde- fin“ m“ ‘pm’ “d w“ “w”

r so sllghiiy "Certainly.

" drOPP , beside her.

drier bags at her feet and

t ll "trkufi... grilled at her reassur- and the girl returned it by , "There were other lllierlts vacant, but you look like

ll

i’. r11 a safe sensible P9759

' Wilson laughed ' 1 am that." She did. y, me .ook 0f a safe

.50“, Her plain face was

. r1 stength; of kindli-

alciifili fllwlsdtvn blended.

sprinkled

m grey-too liberally tlffir he!‘ had, be

l lull- was liberally

ycurs. She was . ~y built. She look of a person to

she lnld her strong white

u over the smai tr

red one of the 8V1 B6 the "B!" pared lo leave the great telm- 1 ' and spoke softly. "I'm afraid

(0 . l, cold, just scared.

Vlfl’. Uhlvwiisllll looked into the troub- 1w; eyes with quick concern. home, though," the

"I seem to r, seen you before," Dr. Wilson the pretty face oughliully. “You're not—lt can't Rim Opaque, the film star?"

t from r n site.’ wed, studying

Tile girl nodded. "Rita my real name."

"lam Dr. Moll

Yes. Prom a personal appear- s m (Ifrlcagds largest theatre in

llculrll". "You clolft like personal appear-

chrlstnru BVO. - lally. It seems such a heath- . spend Christmas-

a vain, conceited thing to do Christmas~to parade and smirk of curious

es, then?"

‘N0. Not on

way to

ore thousands ll you agrce-"

lzlsrrl- quite my idea of en roprlsle observance of the day,

ldlnil. But what do you do instead "

ne ' eyes grew mist .. I'm going home." 0st s WiIlSPET. for my hnne is in

illcse little towns-India

is lhe place-and we lived on .

had started. l-ler ‘d clasped the g’l'-l's more tightly.

Dulllp—" e (luctor

Indian, llllnoisl Why,

tetlln going. That's my home 00."

iii-lint really! And 1; hum: for Christmas?" ' e dcctur nodded. en you understand,

ll just had to go?"

‘m sure I do. Is your -- ting you?"

‘e white fzroe clouded. ‘- filly famiy -now. is uilllt makes ii should want to ‘ 8 away ‘ i may cost

i must “be--someone—to

back to a. place l‘ke Indian,

lllere isn't. There's no

- lid. You see, we lived on the b-vou remelnbe. the Durn

dad dealt in junk, and all he leased and taunted me. fell every one of them—all but Tullus. He fought for me and my hooks and gave me

rd is and apples.“ She

‘fave a delightful sigh of lllis-ccnce. she added regretfully.

iioliler always did the best she '> for me at Christmas. Dad

m’. dear." She made m llel" compartment and the ed thankfully into the while the porter

softlyfi "1

Wilson. running away rom your ster-

"Weil not really

But my old home, where I .. when I was a little glr could see it you'd wonder why m to go book. It is just one

it so strange- o back—and like t is when

rne my job '

"He isn't there any

she did not speak.

80mg day, nurse-but see-

com-

ll to sit "lllse?"

indeed, sensible one of

and I entered the

Her awards.

after dad went and surely, relied

you She shrugged her slim under their weight of rich "And why didn't you become s,

"Ted is studying to be 3, doctor, and I eXDect he knows better than to eat so many ccvkies now. He m ‘ii-Ways said he would

l‘.

“Dad was ill for so long after mother died, and I couldn't leave him. We needed money terribfly, or Peauty" contest which you remem- ber, perhaps, four years ago. There were cash prizes as well as contract I got a. contract two weeks away. It the logical thing to accept. Ted wasn't there to advise he and the town generally was glad to be rid of mo. We had been objects of char-

" “arch

be a doctor and I wasngoing to be |,

shoulders fu

seemed

1t had been sldney who had helped her convert her snail hold- ings into cash had boullhfi he!" ticket and arranged for her tnlnk to be sent. It was Sidney who had arranged IVQQUUHK, even to dis-' tracting his parents attention while Molly slipped quietly out to the station at nightfall to catch the train. It was Sidney who had isymbathlzed and encouraged and believed in her. She had felt many pangs of mlsgiving as she fared forth to the city alone. There had been hours of terror, hours of homesickness, hours of loneliness. They had passed as she entered 1111011 he!‘ college courses. fiiends had crept into her lonely life; friends whom she had kept through the years and who had enriched and made life worth while. There had followed medical school and a P0-

xlously ‘at the room he had evi- dently just left.

"It's Sidngfl," he said in en agonized w per as he gestured towards the closed door. just got here. l-le says its ruptured appeudlx. Dr. Gregg is down sick. He ‘phoned for another doctor, out he hasn't come yet. He's afraid to wait and he's afraid to try to get hlm to the hospitaL It's-it's awful, Molly."

The poor fellow paused choking, tears flooding his eyes. Molly was

embling |"j'|!i""‘-', -F\. c

r|| m]

I—I‘ve

Wright Are

BYCS.

UIBBII

y and It was

Holly-

1.1!

n, Illi-

that's

you re s e.

maybe, family

“There That's

back except at

You made

ow, everything

our Ltle shack was I Mother always did ' curtains. I want

dmw black stove and set

t eve“ mon toast. Oln was jem. It was

Ho“ "I'm sure it was.

85.

paused

happy expecting you?"

twenty-two years

J

and liglc. p fire in the little a lamp in the window like Mother used to do and make some cqnbrlc tea and cinna- Clnat used to be Saturday nights ther e feast’

It u‘ a. splendid idea to have this hour alone with such beautiful Christmas memor-

.|/

§

..

"That would be the most wonder-fol thing of all," she said softly.

ity for months and I was as glad to escape as they to see me go."

There was silence for The two stared at the sudden flurry of flakes in the gathering dusk out-

"I don't think I'd care to come Christmas. The Dum wasn't an attractive

“Of course your people will be

"No, no no one is expecting mo. In fact, my sudden desire to revisit Indian is more unaccountable than your own. I did my running away ago. I have

ill u

a while.

lace, but the snow aways beautiful at Christmas, and my sweetest mun- ories are of Christnlus time. Even lovely, and something special, like new cushion covers or to g0 our thell-g O

my 0

What is the Word!

‘hrs the first letter of the objects or kind of objects, in live pic- " ‘m1 1i You pleu- them in their right order, they will make a word

i You will like.

lfilfierl, Holly, Robin, Iciclel, snow, Trees, Man, Aeroplane.

sour-nous

throwing of! hcr things. "l-lurry, rtita, I may need you. Uncle, I'm going in. Maybe I can help."

Sic entered the sick room, ner surgeonh bag in her hand. The young doctor, who was bent over his patient, evidently preparing him for the operation, looked up. ,Rel'ef lighted his anxious face as |ne recognized the newcomer. “Dr. Wilsoni ‘Iilank Godl We can g0

Ruptured appendix, doctor. H: was tossing in acute pain when I arrived. Five minutes later he suddenly became perfectly easy. l That was thirty minutes ago. Will you please take the case in charge? Ishall take directions from you with. the greatest pleasure."

Dr. Wilson nodded. She shook hands with Sidney, she greeted her aunt, her mind evidently occupied Wit-h 110311118 but the case before her. The young doctor had made preparations. Theze was an abund- ance of hot water, of steril gloves and instrunents.

"What are the chances for gett- ing him to a. hospital?"

“There is no ambulance in In- dian, and to get him from Spring- field and back to tile hospital through these drifts would take seyeral hours. I had decided against

"I think you ere right. We shall have to do the best we can rl ht here. Rita, come and steri ze your hands."

Rita had been hovering in the shadows behind the old man near the door, eyes for no one but the young‘ doctor. The doctor had not seen er. Now as she stepped for- ward into the grimness of that picture, she was like Something loo lovely to be real. The doctor star- ed, speechless, until she spoke softly.

gleam?’ ha. d: h th

" a ' s n ca t bo sition in a city hospital, and then of hers. There was noilg another further study in Europe in her‘, word spoken and Dr. Wilson turned specie. line of work. Then a few, her head so as not to see the looks years 0f practice and llat oual re-;that were never meant for other CCglLliSll was has-the glow of eyes-turned to find Sidney gazing SUCCCLS. Busy, happy, fruitful at her wistfully. She smiled at

ome- " e e ‘ve en yeliiresr. thoughts had turned h hlmlioxreassligmxl a... tlsn r be werd with less and less frequency indebted to you, Sidney. Now I've as the years fled. , was only e char-roe to pay that debt." when she had occasional quiet "You pay me? If you ever ilwfiliellts along liléfl slge grew prerlrl; Oged mica anything ltL was long slve and won erc a out t e o s ce pa . If t hagin’ been for back in Indian. Sidney, of course, your example, your courage and was the bright, particular star in ambition to ire me I'd never her book of memories. She often have made the reek, Molly. I was wondered what he had been able to late making the etart, but-I'm an do for hmselfi. whether he had architect now, Molly, and I'm so 2.321%? '2." .335‘ Jiééidfifi‘ .1’ i.“ iifiiiiiib. 12"...’ §3§§‘“‘.."..‘.'.'.‘ .3‘;

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parents’ wishes and carried on the Christmas, you see—" general‘ tmélghandvisae £023” MoLy saw, in spite of e swift was e r's. ou. Sidney behind the store's musty counters, or would he have found the road to fulfilment and sped alcllg its beckoning way?

The engrne shrleked b, warning and the two women glanced anx- iously lnto the dusk. Even after years there was a familiar look to the landscape. They were appro- aching Indian.

"We're almost therel" the girl said with a little gasp of excite- ment. She pulled at her gloves and drew s. deep, catching breath. Munories rushed upon her, over- whelmed her. Her older compen- ion gave no outward sign, but she was acutely conscious of e heart that beat with accelerated velocity. Strange, these two, returning to koe Christmas with memories.

here seemed no words suited to the occasion as they left the train for the snowy dusk outside. How still, how deserted, how femilier that snow swept village scene. The rumlble of‘ thte‘ braid‘ truck‘, the! can; em. grhvélilsond wilds red scum- oilnnpneceoceo tg an erewons imy station, the scattered twink-iovorcoat and let himself out into

g lights of the town-the dark. the snow. ‘ desedfied shack or theDumpbe- Itwaigolotltllgntgnesincrezhdhzd

on . been ou ump. ow es s yThe girl clutched e package to the snow-blanketed cabin her breast, the dpllehl 12f ‘banged etntfg: sew‘; sitrip Hof dlilght undghth: hatboxes ignore , w e oc or awn a e. e d n0 w from force c; habit, gripped her intrude- just to know that she was surg ‘g a . Together, sllentlmlsefe. r some minutes he tramp- thHY "MIN-i WWI-lib i110 BMW. ‘hired beck and forth to the little house girl's eyes drawn to the dark little than hifldkcd end celled softly. house on the hill, the doctors un- The door was immediately opened. wlnkingly on the lighted windows "Ted, I'm so glad you ve come.

Ne one else would have fitted into

of s house far down the street. with a. doctor's instinct she sensed the picture to-night, and into my dreams. Come in"

trouble, sickness, anxiety behind .

those walls. As they approached. There was already e bright fire

she recognised doctor's emblem started in the small bleclr stove. and ‘they hovered over lt with out-

on the car per ed at the curb. She laid e restraining hend on the stretched hands while the heat slowly filled the room.

girl's arm. "Wool?" you mind very much "How I used to love to come here, Rita. It was such s homely

coming with me for e moment. Ihave e feeling we are needed little house. Your mother kept it herwboth of us." so clean end bright."

‘ " ‘ "I know. And do you remember to their knock. ‘lhe door the tree I always hed st Christ- open and a men's face ep ered—e nres- And do you remember est- grey suffering, deep-lin face; a in! l1 coolrieg Qnqg?" face aged beyond its ears and just, "Do I?" He placed an expressive now dark with despa . It was her hard over the region of his stom- uncie. sch. Rite laughed,

"Uncle, it's Molly." down. It's glowing

"Molly?" I-le re sled the name believe the Men's hot enough. unlntel ‘gently. hen recognized going to do things while you rest." who she was. “Molly! Why- "Mayn’t I help" Molly-come in." I-le glanced en- "No I'm sure you need e bit of

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rush of hep y teen. She gripped

can d. "Great! ‘m staying for s few days. We'll talk eve;yt ing over."

For the next hour few words were spoken save the quiet com- mands of Dr. Wilson and the re- sponses of her assistants. Rite administered Ire anaesthetic like a veteran, hap ier than she had ever been. llelpe clear away when it was over, the liveliest, sweetest singing in her heart, the most wonderful exalted feeling permeat- ing her being. It was suds e mar- vellous thlng to save e human life, and though the pert ed bed been small indeed, she had levelled in itand in her nearness i0 Ted and the skilled Dr. Wilson.

‘lied and Dr. Wilson talked

uietly for a while then she said, "I hunk he's qlcllng to be all rilht, but of course I stay by. You Rite should et some rest. don't forgot i's Christmas.

But Rite hed slipped away un-

end

peruse swung

Fear not! Trust ye "The Light of Ughme In the heart of memorim watchful core The candies flame may still shine there.

she had play- I

D. A. IIOUISI DIRK.

I

rest after your trying omen And y!“ 1m B01118 to do is very limple, "N" m "11 i011 something and I can talk beat when I'm m” with my hands. Ive been thinking reg of a fitting memorial to niomer Egg dB-Fi- I Wm?’ 9° Bil/e Indian Emma. and r thought of p hospital. Indian needs a. hospital Just e small one, of ma", u to} fliihi/s near-tragedy testifids. You wlillziiltilaciiffif Bil-Tileon, snd—"

Ted had jumped to his feet had gggeredti-he narrow space between “m? i1 a str de and had gent]

n 5 tmrilllener from the ems, Xlilflgmfflfilers. "Rite, you wonder.

" othing g 1;}; . that the Chlqifitiilfl: ksllxiiiit £1132 of mellow my hem-L I have," §§§§§§$_,}°l“=d Indian. Ted. but to-

Rita retrieved the tin-opener and $L"'§$dbe the flmnle Operations l 1e! from Bu“: cgreriie blrtcirwhllglbm eqgimvgwhlelu her. r ° a 1°

l‘ e . Ted. this town kept god and me from starving for verzrl months. I've never done anything that I know of to express my gratitude. Do you "my 11k, the idea of the hospital?" Its marvellous! Why_"

He brought up so abruptly that Rita 100K811 11D from the gambrjc iiifiirwfifi £322‘ H‘ ‘M “

"What?" '

“I! YOu won't think tuous, R'ta—" m. preamp- "iqgt Tel”, " Sidney W1‘ d P181“! He's a soodsggaut raariil had a tough time. He'd get well m“ ‘he th°118ht ef it alone." ThTéed. Lkihat’: a wonderful ides, a m deem,‘ ‘we: QVQTYWWB just perfect, "A5 hospitals so. I'd say it's go- ing i0 be tinge." he grinned.

Like most of my contemporaries, Ighavo been ask the l-atheu- un- kind question: n and. when did you lrrst realize that you are old

1 “Rifle we discovery abruptly in we light 0f l question but to me by my sou, then aged ten, when suddenly perceived that I was a re- presentative of e prehistoric fauna.

Didi had asked mo to tell him stories or "when 1 wan little" - e Period which seems to my children Dfwlgloiisly far off, rather wonder- rul, but also very funny

"When you broke your arm fall- ing from the horse, papa, did they take you awed! in an automobile"?